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Prologue.
Demi's giggling and Timon and Pumbaa's voices rang through my ears as I opened my mouth deciding now was the best time to break the news,
"I'm pregnant."
Demi continued laughing hilariously sprawled across my couch finding my proclamation amusing. I looked away my smile dropping, although tonight had been a good distraction from the real world I had to tell her the truth for why I'd invited my best friend over from a sleepover. Demi kept laughing though, thinking that it was a joke that I was kidding around, but I wasn't. Suddenly her giggling started to ease and then stopped leaving only the classic Disney movie echoing in the background.
"Wait, what?" Demi hissed,
"I'm pregnant."
"You're joking right?" Demi asked adding a light laugh,
I turned looking at Demi and shook my head, "I'm pregnant,"
I watched my best friend's eyes bulge as my lip quivered.
"Wait," She stated her face confused, "This has to be some kind of joke! You can't be pregnant, I mean come on Miley you don't even have a boyfriend at the moment! You're just trying to trick me right? Because it isn't working, I don't believe you. Has this got to do with Punk'd?" Demi looked at me as I sniffled the first tear falling,
"I'm not lying,"
"Miley stop with this act!" Demi spat, "You're not-"
"I'M PREGNANT DEMI! I'm eight weeks late!"
Demi's eyes instantly fell to my stomach as I moved my arms away, it was getting to the point where I was struggling to hide it now. She instantly went for my shirt and I didn't bother to stop her, because I'd been pretending this wasn't happening for too long. Her eyes widened as she stared at my belly, it wasn't big, I wouldn't even fit into the category of looking fat but it was there. Demi's eyes turned back to mine,
"Miley what the fuck?" She hissed,
I covered my hand with my mouth as I chocked on a sob, "Miley don't you dare start crying," Demi yelled at me, "You tell me how this happened! Are you sure? Have you taken a-"
"Doctor confirmed it yesterday," I chocked out,
Demi just fell silent disappointment and disgust crossing her features, along with something else I couldn't recognize. I broke down into sobs for the second time today as I leaned to grab my empty glass only for Demi to grab both my wrists pulling me towards her,
"MILEY WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?" She screamed in my face,
"I didn't mean to, I just-"
"Who's the god damn father?" She yelled at me,
I could see the anger exploding in her expression as I cried looking at her,
"Nick."
"WHAT?" She screamed her eyes wild with fury now,
"It was a mistake! I don't know what to do!"
Demi dropped my hands and stood up throwing her arms up in the air, "Well what do you want me to do MILEY? Why are you telling me this NOW? God how could you be so completely idiotic? How could you…God how stupid can you be? You know what will happen now? Do you realise what you've just done, how everything is about to change?" I cried burying my head into my knees as I heard her huff, "How are you going to raise a fucking child Miley?"
"I'm not…" I whispered,
"What?"
"I'M NOT!" I yelled back at her,
Demi looked at me confused as my whole body began to shake at the thought.
"Hey, hey calm down." She stated her voice easing as she grabbed her own glass of water and handed it to me. "Miley what do you mean you aren't going to raise the child?" I sipped at the drink and looked up at her scared,
"Nick..Nick…" I sobbed my teeth chattering,
"Nick what?"
"I told him, I told him I was-"
"Pregnant," Demi finished for me nodding her head, "And-"
"He screamed at me, he told me it was my fault." I cried into my arm as I felt Demi's body fall back into the couch alongside me deadly silent, "He said he hated me, and that he wished he'd never slept with me, that it was a mistake. Nick said he didn't want our baby."
"Miley-"
"He told me I had to get rid of it right now."
A hand was gently placed on my back but it gave me no comfort because there was something growing in me, something I didn't want. I continued to cry as slowly Demi pulled her arms around me and I took another mouthful of the water trying to calm myself down, but I just couldn't.
"I'm sorry Miley, I'm sorry." She whispered. "We'll work this out, do you want-"
"No, no I don't want to do this. I want it out of me."
"Okay, okay." I heard her mumble, "I can fix this..."
My tears continued to spill as Demi sighed, "How about we go next door to bed and you can lay down for a bit? I'll see if I can call someone to help? How about that?" She whispered as I nodded shaking, Demi clasped my chin and pulled my head up to face her. "We're going to get through this, and you are going to be okay."
"Promise," I spluttered,
She gave me a nod pulling me back against her, "I promise Miley,"
Demi helped me up off the couch as I continued to cry and she gently dragged me towards my bedroom. Finally we reached it after some struggles and I fell onto the bed Demi quickly falling next to me. She sighed giving me some tissues as I wiped my eyes and she carefully pushed a pillow under my head,
"Just get some sleep, I'll work this out."
I nodded slowly closing my eyes as she rubbed my back,
"I'm right here, I'll always be right here with you Miley."
The wind blew through the trees loudly as they smashed against the window. I groaned my head spinning as I moved my hand to my hair confused, what had happened? I must have fallen asleep because it was pitch black now. I tried to sit up only to feel overwhelmingly sick as I quickly scoured the bedside table finding the glass of water which I quickly drank. I turned my head my eyesight blurred as I looked at Demi lying across the bed fast asleep beside me, why was she so blurry? I heard shuffling across from me but my head spun as I tried to focus. My stomach suddenly churned as I pushed myself up and put my feet down on the ground. I got to them shakily only for everything to suddenly start moving as I fell to the ground.
What was happening to me?
I started to crawl only to fall to the ground again, why did I fell like this?
"Demi?" I murmured closing my eyes, "Demi?"
Coldness swept across my body as I put my hands down on something smooth. I opened one eye looking to see the contents of my stomach before me and that I was lying on the bathroom tiles. How did I get here? I pushed myself up again pressing my hand against my head feeling sick, why did I have such a weird sensation that this wasn't real?
A spine tingling scream filled my ears as another sharply followed,
"Demi?" I called out my voice slurring,
I grabbed onto the towel rack dragging my body up as I took small steps watching the ground focusing in and out. My knees tried to collapse on me again while I just felt so tried, but it didn't feel natural. I kept walking clutching items as I went, slowing moving out of the bathroom and making my way to the bedroom. I opened the door and fell to the ground as the wind smashed against the window, I looked up to see it wide open…why was the window open? I forced my body up again and looked at Demi lit only by the street light outside.
"Demi?" I called out, "Demi?"
I walked over stumbling as my eyes widened, "DEMI?"
Everything in me screamed as I felt my mouth open letting out a shriek in panic as I pressed my hands against her, trying to wake my best friend up. I pulled them away staring at the blood covering my finger tips as another scream lapsed from my lips and I started to shake her,
"DEMI WAKE UP! Demi" I screamed slurring,
I moved my hand to my mouth chocking on my panicked breathing as I stared at a glint of silver. I moved forward confusion filling my drowsy mind as I pulled staring at the knife as it slowly made it's way out of her bloody flesh. A chocking scream was released again as tears and pain inflicted my body. I stumbled back knocking the bedside table over as I fell to the ground.
"NO, no, no, no, no," I cried as something lit up alongside me,
I grabbed it my mind flooded with panic as I picked up the glowing object looking at my bright red hands. My mouth hung open as I stared at my phone confused. I pressed buttons and called the first name I focused on,
Then nothing…why did I feel like this?
I opened my eyes again finding myself pressed up against the wall. I looked at the phone in my hand as I dropped it, my neck muscles failing, letting my head fall to the left completely unable to hold my head up. My eyes turned to my other hand as I saw the silver blade, why was I holding a knife?
"Demi why won't you help me? Demi?" I called out,
I closed my eyes exhausted and leaned forward unable to work out what was real or not. I felt something looming over me but I couldn't open my eyes to see so I clutched the knife confused. Where was I? What was happening? What...why did I feel like this? Why…why…
"MILEY?"
I opened my eyes staring at the bathroom floor as I sat up staring at the floor crying. How did I get here again? I looked at the knife in my hands as I heard a voice continually screaming my name. Where was the knife from? Why was it red? I looked at my hands unable to breathe looking at the blood,
"DEMI? DEMI…NO, NO, DEMI WAKE UP!" The voice cried out,
I looked at the knife spotting my reflection in the blade staring at blood all over my face. My eyes widening as I stared bewildered entering a complete hysteria, sobs coming from my lips mixing with the blood curdling screams.
"Miley WHAT DID YOU DO?"
I looked up dazed to see a blurry figure as I cried, where was I?
Hands shook me as I heard sirens, "MILEY WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?"
I looked into the chocolate eyes crying as my head fell onto his shoulder unable to get away, why was I scared? I felt a hand tightly wrap around my own pulling the knife from it, I didn't want to let it go, why was he taking it? I struggled only for a second before it slipped easily out of my fingers and I screamed scared, "Miley what did you do?" He cried against me, "Why did you do this to HER? I'm….kill…. you…kill…"
I felt myself disappearing as a vibration shook my body,
"MILEY?" He yelled as the voice dissolved, "Miley, you….kill…"
Running feet bounced through the house, what sounded like hundreds or feet ascending on us as I listened hearing doors being thrown open. I felt the beat of a heart against my ears and panicked breath against my neck as suddenly I was pulled up only to fall back onto the body.
"It's going to be okay…" He whispered in my ear, "It's going to be okay Miley."
"Nick?" I asked confused,
"Yeah, I'm here, I'm going to make this okay."
I closed my eyes as I felt something press against my neck, why was it so cold? I groaned opening my eyes staring down at the silver bloody blade pressed against my throat as the door suddenly fell down and I screamed struggling only for arms to tightly wrap around me. He was going to kill me, he was hurting me.
"PUT YOUR HANDS UP," A harsh voice screamed,
There was a deadly silence as I felt a tear hit my shoulder and scared breathing,
"I love you Miley, I love you, you're going to be okay now," He whispered so quietly,
"LET GO OF THE GIRL, OR WE'LL SHOOT."
The cold metal against my neck suddenly disappeared as I listened to it hit the tiles loudly and the arms disappeared from my body. I fell straight back to the floor my head colliding with the tiles as I heard shuffling and screaming from beside me,
"Call the ambulance, MILEY?" An unfamiliar voice called shaking me,
My body was rolled over as I heard more screaming and struggling,
"Miley?"
"Demi?" I called out as hands clutched me, "Demi? Demi? Where are you?"
Then there was deadly silence, "The girls dead, Demi is dead," A regretful voice announced as the grip on me tightened, "She was stabbed to death, alert the sheriff tell him Nick Jonas just murdered Demi Lovato and attempted to murder Miley Cyrus."
A/N- I think I have an issue with making sad stories... Anyway yeah I wanted to write this forever like ages actually, and I finally made a plan and I like where this is going to go. Hopefully you'll like it, I know a lot of you won't I just did kill Demi off after all, but I promise it'll have drama and Niley. Clearly...